Bangkok Trip Report: To Butterfly or not to Butterfly Part 2 – The Devil and the Angel

[ChristianPFC]

What a mess and confusion offing the boy! Could be a chapter of my life.

[Guest ronnie4you]

I'll bet it all works out just fine.

[vinapu]

What a mess and confusion offing the boy! Could be a chapter of my life.

still better than boy changing his mind entirely after off fee was paid. Happened to me once and I even gave him second chance next trip  ( with mixed results-great performance but cutting short on time)

[numazu]

Day 1.9: Advantage: numazu

 

When thinking about getting into any kind of relationship with a working boy in Thailand, and you are a Westerner visiting, invariably you start at a huge advantage in the relationship. You have the money that they need, you usually choose where both of you sleep, what you guys do, and when you leave and start making regular trips back, you also get to dictate the time both of you spend with each other. Sure, they probably have the youth and sex drive as their bargaining chips, but more often than not the person who holds the purse strings also holds most of the power.

 

Now tonight, with MonBoy having broken 2 promises this night (one to pick him at 12 midnight, and then finishing his off at 1 AM), is starting even at a further disadvantage with me. I was (faking) being angry with him, and it looks like he was concerned about it. He approaches the Captain and I, and he tries to hug me, even with both of my arms still crossed. The Captain talks to MonBoy. Not sure what he was saying, but MonBoy nods a lot, maybe he was giving him instructions on how to make it up to me, or chastising him in getting in this predicament. I felt slightly bad for MonBoy but held my (fake angry) ground.

 

The Captain puts an arm around me whispers in my ear: “He take care of you tonight. You will be very happy.” He was like a fortune teller almost, telling me I will be very happy tonight. We shall see how much this boy wants to keep my business. We are left alone by the Captain and I start walking towards Silom. MonBoy tried to keep up with my furious pace, and then decides to put both arms around me while I walk. Walking in unison I try to squirm away but he is persistent and doesn’t let go. I am still keeping up with my outraged act.

 

We get to Silom and I look at him and I ask him with a calm but firm voice why he broke his promise in ending his off at 1 AM. He tells me, in really broken and nervous English that the customer was wanting to stay longer, and he was trying to leave. I tell him that I didn’t care about the other customer. I was waiting for him and he should honor his promises. He kisses me in the lips, cheeks, nose, neck, right in front of the still healthy sized number of revelers walking on Silom. I was enjoying the attention from this hot piece, so I keep going with the act.

 

He tells me that he wants to make me happy tonight. I tell him that I don’t think he will be able to since I am angry with him. I continue on Silom towards Soi Thaniya to get back to Soi Twilight, and MonBoy keeps his arms around me and my crossed arms, not letting go, and keeping up with my furious pace. He says sorry while we walk. I see gay boys walking by, staring at us, probably seeing something strange (an upset Asian with another Asian hugging him while walking). This is probably not the strangest thing they’ve seen on Silom. I didn’t care, I was enjoying this game I was playing.

 

We get to Soi Thaniya and I get away from his death-gripped hug and start walking fast. He puts a hand on my shoulder to keep up with me and keep the contact alive. I take the hand and hold it. We stop in the middle of the Soi and I ask him: “Why you want me off you? You want have sex with customer angry you? No good for you!” He answers: “I OK you angry. I want go home with you. I make you happy OK?” I was persistent: “Sex no good angry OK. I want sleep alone. Why you want go with me angry?” Softly, but with determination, he says: “I like you. I want go home with you.”

 

For the first time since saying goodbye to him 4 hours ago, I smiled at him. I couldn’t help it. The way he said “I like you,” kind of was endearing. I say, half-laughing: “Why you like me? Cannot like me only see me little bit.” He then says: “I like you because you clean and cute.” I laugh again. He was really trying to sell it. I guess being called clean by a boy is a compliment. I tell him that I don’t know if I wanted to take him home, but right now I was going to Soi Twilight to meet back up with my friends. MonBoy tells me he will go with me.

 

We get out of Thaniya and cross Surawong. I let him guide me across, avoiding the taxis trying to get fares presumably from the boys streaming out of Twilight at this later hour. But we get there the Soi is almost empty like a ghost town. I guess it was the low season so things just close down earlier. Including Hot Male bar apparently. I see the staff closing down and installing the wooden shutters around the bar. I see Myanmar boy and he was surprised to see me for the second time tonight.

 

He drops what he was doing to hug me. I ask him where my friend samebb was. He tells me he has left with the Lion, and told him to tell me if I went back to the to say they went home. I ask Myanmar boy if I needed to pay for my drink. He tells me samebb paid for it and to not worry. I fish out a 100 baht bill from my pocket to give him a tip for helping out today. He refuses and refuses. He doesn’t like getting tips from me. I shove it in his front pants pocket and tell him “For breakfast!” Myanmar boy frowns and makes a face but I didn’t care. He is a working boy and needs the money.

 

Before we part I introduce MonBoy to Myanmar Boy. I tell them they were both Myanmar. They just nod at each other and not speak. I say goodbye to Myanmar boy and walk towards Surawong. MonBoy rushes to keep up with me. We cross the street again and I make my way to Rama IV to get back to hotel. “I go home with you OK?” he asks me, trying to make sure he still had a customer tonight. “You make me happy?” I ask him, stressing his debt to me. “Yes baby! I make you happy OK.”

 

I take down my defenses. No sense in keeping up with the charade anymore. I tell him that yes, he will be coming home with me tonight. He smiles widely and hugs me tightly. And he does something that he did to me 4 hours ago: he puts his nose on my forehead and takes a big whiff. He likes smelling people? Or he likes smelling me? It was odd but endearing. I smile and I kiss him in the lips. He returns it with interest. He was trying to earn back whatever goodwill was lost earlier, and he was earning it back in no time at all.

 

He still keeps the constant contact with me. He has his right arm wrapped around my shoulders. I can smell his perfume mixed with his own scent. It was what drew me to him, and here it is finally all mine. I didn’t even think about the other customer he was with just last hour. I just thought about him, being so close to me, as we get to Crowne Plaza. I’ve taken a lot of boys back to this hotel, going through that familiar walk on Surawong to Rama IV, but this was the first time I was bringing a boy this physically close to me, this openly affectionate with me, and this persistent to come home with me.

 

He was still kissing me and hugging me when we got to Crowne Plaza. He didn’t care who saw this blatant display of affection. I get greeted again by the hotel staff with a familiarity I’ve grown to love. Two elevators later we were at the room. He surveys the room and goes to the window to look out at the view. He goes back to me to hug me. He smells me again and looks at me. “Thank you OK? I shower now?” I tell him before he showers I wanted to talk to him first on the couch, much like the Korean before.

 

But unlike Korean he does something different. He takes off his shirt revealing his tan and fit torso. He takes off his pants to reveal very strong thighs and large calves. He was wearing loose fitting boxer briefs, which was less sexy than what I am used to seeing with these gogo boys. But I see the reason why he wears loose underwear. Peaking out at the bottom of his boxers briefs was his cock, soft but long enough to see at the bottom seam of the boxers. That was a monster. He definitely needs loose fitting briefs to accommodate that appendage. He adjusts his cock and puts it back into hiding. This was amazing already.

 

He sits next to me on the couch. His body was more amazing up close. He sees me looking at him and poses. He adjusts his cock with his hand over his briefs and makes it big. Holy crap that’s huge. I touch it and confirm the size with my bare hand. I tell him its really big. I tell him I see why customers like him. And I tell him that even if I want to have sex with him, I would like to know him too, pointing to his brain and his heart. He nods and smells me again. Man, he does like to smell me.

 

I ask him the basics. How old he was (he says 23). I ask were he is from (some mid-sized town in Mon State in Myanmar). I ask him how long he has been working in Jupiter (2 weeks). I ask what he was before he was a gogo boy (he was a farmer – lots of vegetable crops). I ask why he is a money boy (he needed money to finish his house, it takes too long to save money being a farmer). And I ask him if he likes being a money boy (he doesn’t but he has no choice).

 

I feel his hands. They were rough and full of callouses, presumably from farming. I feel his back, it is strong and lean but super defined. I’ve never felt a more defined back on a boy before. He says he crouches down a lot when planting crops, mimicking the crouching motion. I ask him how much he needs to finish his house. He tells me he needs 50,000 baht more. He has had some money earned from Jupiter in the two weeks he has been there, but will need more. I tell him I was not giving him this much money. He says he understands.

 

I ask him the big question: Why did he get another customer even if I already offed him for the night. He scrunches his face, confronted with an uncomfortable question. “You know I like you. I see you go with other boy. You off him. I sad. No sure I see you after. I like you. I jealous. I no sure I see you. Him sexy boy. I think you long time him. I cannot think you after. I look customer. Sorry OK? I want sleep with you tonight. No other customer.”

 

Who knows if what he said was a load of shit or if he was genuine. Doubt is always inherent to these types of relationships. It is the cloud that is always present  whenever you have any interaction with a money boy. And you always have the advantage, have the money, calls the shots, and make the decisions, so all the boy could do is use everything he had to make up for this disadvantage he was starting with: his body, his charm, and his ability to tell you what you want to hear, if it came to that. It is always hard to know if a working boy is genuine. I will always take what they tell me with a grain of salt. Seeing MonBoy say these things to me though, with some tears forming in his eyes, makes it hard to doubt him. But of course, I do. 

 

While we are talking he sneaks in a kiss here, a touch there. He has this physical presence that is unique to him that I have not seen in other boys. He is not imposing physically, but somehow he makes it seem that he has you surrounded, ever present, eyes always fixed on you. He always keeps contact, always doing something with you and on you, and never lets you forget he is there.

 

He asks me if we needs to shower. He says he has showered earlier at the customer’s hotel room. I tell him I showered earlier with the Korean as well.  And that’s all the information he needed. He stands up and takes off his underwear to reveal that legendary appendage. I can’t describe how much the sight of it made me feel. But I will try to put into words what I did with it, and MonBoy, next.

[denny59]

Interesting. but way too long....don't need every small detail....you seem to have much time on your hands..but good writing.

[paulsf]

When you spend 20 hours on a plane there's lots of time.

[Boy69]

I am speechless your writing Namzu is really wonderful.

From my experience some of the professional money boys are great actors, they know how to manipulate you and give you the impression that you are really special and that you are the falang of their dreams whom they had been waiting all their life to rescue them from their miserable life...but it's total bulshit.

[GWMinUS]

I am speechless your writing Namzu is really wonderful.

From my experience some of the professional money boys are great actors, they know how to manipulate you and give you the impression that you are really special and that you are the falang of their dreams whom they had been waiting all their life to rescue them from their miserable life...but it's total bulshit.

 

Yeah, it may be bullshit but we love it.

So easy to fall in love with a handsome Thai man!!!

Let me count the times...

[faranglaw]

I think Monboy's explanation for his lateness makes perfect sense. It's not just the money boys who are late or no shows. Farang can be as bad. And he SAW you go with another boy. He knows how fickle we butterflies are. It's logical for him to think, "numazu has his bird in the hand, I should get one too." He doesn't know you personally, so he doesn't know that you are one of the super responsible ones. You both did your risk-reward calculations, and you both came to logical conclusions, IMHO.

 

And now, speaking of the bird in the hand, let's see what you did with his monster cock....

[faranglaw]

Interesting. but way too long....don't need every small detail....you seem to have much time on your hands..but good writing.

 

I don't agree. For me it's the detail that creates the interest. Numazu is superb at leaving us wanting more, using these tantalizing diversions and delays.

[bucknaway]

What? No new installment? Ugh!

 

For a moment I was in Bangkok looking over your shoulder -- a fly on the wall.

 

I am a fan of your style of writing.

[Onlyserious]

I am also an admirer of your style. Great for improving my poor english.

[fjeffmy]

Wow.Nobody can write like Numazu exposing his inner thoughts and letting us into his mind, Even though many of us have not met you personally you make us feel we know you as a friend already simply reading the wonderful experiences you have  in thailand.Continue the good work please

[numazu]

Day 2.0: How to do Long Time - Numazu style

 

I've always preferred doing Long Time than Short Time. There was an interesting, but unfortunately contentious thread about doing long time versus short time here. I shared my own opinions about long time on that thread here. This trip, I add another reason to do long time: it’s a chance to off two boys separately in the same night. Off the first boy at the start of the night (like the Korean), and then get the other boy for long time to close out the night (like MonBoy).  

 

So here are the steps on how I do Long Time:

 

Evening Sex: Feeling Each Other Out

 

So he takes off his underwear, and his legendary cock just flops out. The Jupiter captain wasn’t kidding. The cock was a monster. I’ve seen my fair share of large cocks here in Thailand, but MonBoy’s own version of hung was a league of its own. And the effect was striking too. At 5’6 he was as tall as I was, and he had a lean muscular frame with a broad back, so his hung and thick cock looked even bigger relative to the rest his body. And he knew how to display it too, to get the effect he wanted out of a customer. I was salivating. But I had to do this right.

 

I stand up as well and instead of putting my mouth on his cock, as probably 99% of customers would do, I put my lips in his and kissed him deeply. He takes his hand behind my head to angle my head to his liking. He pulls me to the bed and sits me down. We kiss some more and he sits on my lap while kissing. His giant cock was resting on my tummy, still hard even with his off just an hour ago. I wasn’t thinking about that though, I was just thinking about him.

 

He takes my shirt off, and I take off my shorts and underwear and we both lie on the bed and just grind on each other. He kept smelling me. My forehead, my neck, my chest and my pits. He goes back to kissing me. I finally take his cock in my hand and examine it. Man, this cock was huge. Easily the biggest I’ve had in Thailand. The cock was hard and wrapped in a healthy amount of foreskin. The foreskin itself was thick as well. I look up to him. He was looking down at me, smiling. He probably is used to this, customers admiring his cock.

 

I try to put it in my mouth. And try being the operative word. It was too thick and too long to put in my mouth. So really it was probably just a nibble what I did. I lick and and I eat it and I stroke it and tongue it. I do my best but of course it was just a nibble. I give up and just lie down for a while. MonBoy leans in for more kisses. This was great.

 

We do this for a while until he asks if he could fuck me. I laugh and tell him that there is no way I am trying to bottom for him tonight. He says he wants to make me happy. I tell him I would be happy if I can fuck him. He smiles, a little tentatively. He doesn’t say anything. I tell him that I know he is a top but I want him to bottom for me. He nods and then smiles again. He reiterates that he wants to make me happy. I ask him if he will be happy bottoming. He says the classic: “You happy, I’m happy.”

 

So he gets off the bed to get stuff from his pants. It was a packet of lube and a condom. He unwraps the condom and puts it on my hard cock. He breaks the lube packet and greases up my pole. He gets on the bed and puts lube in his hole. He asks me to put a finger in first to warm him up. I take the packet and puts some lube on my finger. I pull him in down and set him next to me. I put one of his legs up and start putting my pointer finger in. I start kissing him and start working it in. He seems to like being kissed and being probed.

 

So I prop myself up and lift both his legs up. I start putting my cock in, very slowly. He makes a face. He clearly is not a bottom. I lean in to kiss him. I start pinching his nipples. After a few more thrusts I was in. I continue kissing him, and he was limber enough to get his legs to accept me leaning in and fucking him. I get a good groove in. He was just kissing me with his eyes closed. I stop fucking him and take off the condom. “Chuck wow na!” I entice him. I start jacking off his semi-hard cock, which was still a monster. I make it hard and start stroking. I give him kisses while stroking him. His kisses back became stronger. And then he shoots all over his tummy. He still came a lot.

 

He smiles at me and tells me: “I make you happy.” He sucks me for a little bit to make me hard. He chuck wows me while kissing me, the same way I did him. He sucks my nipples, bites my neck, and smells me all over. I come pretty quick.  We shower together. He soaps me down first. When he rinses me down he tells me to wait for me in the bed. I towel down and see him clean himself. He brushes his teeth. He takes a swig of water and joins me in the bed.

 

Sleeping Together: Two Strangers in a Bed

 

In bed we talk for a bit. About working in Jupiter. About me working in the U.S. About other things. Just getting to know you stuff. I turn off the lights. I show him the earplugs I wear when sleeping with strangers. He understands and I put them in. In the cold aircon he cuddles with me. He is a cuddler. He puts my head on his chest for me to use as a pillow. He drapes a leg on my body. He is out like a light. Getting to sleep quickly with strangers is a good skill to have as a money boy. He must be exhausted. He had to entertain me, dance in the shower show for 10 minutes, appease me, fuck another customer, and then had to appease me a second time. He deserves his rest.

 

I am not a cuddler, but I had a feeling that tonight was not about getting sleep for me. It was about taking him in. Even in sleeping he has me surrounded. I drift in and out of sleep at times, but with me not being a cuddler it was hard to get straight sleep. But I didn’t care. I was enjoying this closeness. This was the first time I’ve had a boy on long time who I enjoyed being close to while he was sleeping. This was a good way to get to know him.

 

In various points of the night I of course checked the monster. I’d look at it, touch it, play with it. I am sure he was used to that. His cock was something else.

 

Morning Sex: One More for the Road

 

The alarm woke us up at 8:30 AM. I told him earlier I had to be “somewhere” at 11 AM” so he suggested to wake up at 9. He stirs without opening his eyes. He holds me tighter and says in a raspy voice “Good morning." I kiss his cheek. He smiles. “You ok?” asking without opening his eyes. I tell him I was great. “What you want do?” I told him: “Sex.” He opens his eyes widely. “Really? Sex?” I laugh. I told him I was joking. He laughs and closes his eyes again. He holds me tight.

 

I get off the bed to pee. I see my wallet and passport just on the office desk. I didn’t even bother putting anything in the safe. I am usually careful but I guess I got lucky with the choice of boy. I see MonBoy go to the bathroom to pee as well, his cock swinging back and forth while he walks to the bathroom. He emerges and asks me if I wanted to shower together. I thought, didn’t we just shower before going to bed? But OK. He turns on the shower and commences to soap me down again. He rinses me off. But he doesn’t ask me to leave. He soaps himself down and cleans out his ass as well. Did he not think I was joking? He may be preparing for sex. I was not complaining.

 

He finishes rinsing and we both towel off. He starts kissing me when we finish drying. We make our way to the bed and continue kissing. I turn him around and start eating his ass. It was heaven. For a top, and used to using his cock, he had a magnificent ass. I am sure his ass was not used to getting this kind of attention. But he seemed to be loving it. While I was eating him out he was chuck-wowing himself. So when I turn him back to face me, his cock was at full, world beating, strength. I suck him while a finger still lodged in his ass. He was liking the attention.

 

I go to the bathroom to get a condom and lube. I put it on and lube him and myself up. I fuck him standing up, with him bending over the bed. Fucking someone the same height had its advantages. I reach around and jack his monster cock. I pull out and cum on his back. I turn him around and suck his cock again. I let him do his work. It was amazing seeing him strain to stroke his cock and giving himself pleasure. His muscles were tensing up. The veins on his arms were popping. He let out a scream. I catch it all. Breakfast was served.

 

(Actual) Breakfast: Getting to know each other more

 

We shower again, of course. I tell him we are going to have breakfast. We put clothes on and we head down to the 23^rd floor. I was given free breakfast this stay so the option for restaurant was made for me. As I approach the receptionist to ask for a table. MonBoy whispers something in my ear: “I cannot eat.” I look at him puzzled as we get seated. When we sit he tells me that he cannot eat western food. I guess being a gogo boy in Jupiter for only 2 weeks, and being a farmer before Bangkok, meant that he was not used to eating other food yet. I ask the waiter if he could give MonBoy a menu. The waiter gets one and after looking at it MonBoy talked to the waiter for his choice. OK, he found something to eat. I go to the breakfast buffet on gorge on the food.

 

While eating he kept thanking me for not kicking him out last night. He thanked me for agreeing to take him after getting offed by a customer. I told him he was a good boy, and that he made up for it by taking care of me pretty well tonight. He gets his food (some fish and rice things) and while eating he was in good spirits. He tells me about his intention to quit Jupiter as soon as he got the money he needed. He shows me photos on his phone of his house (pretty simple and poor), his family (traditional and poor), and his friends here in Bangkok (mostly money boys and in the service industry). He takes a selfie with me. He doesn’t post it on facebook. He said it was just for him. I take one of us as well on my phone.

 

We finish breakfast and go back up to the room. We sit on the bed and he asks me if he can see me tonight. He does not want to go to Jupiter tonight and wanted to see if he can spend time with me. I told him no, of course. I was going to be with BurBoy today. So I tell him I will be busy with friends. He seemed sad about this. I make a suggestion. I told him I will give him his off fee of 400 baht for tonight so he doesn’t have to go to Jupiter at least. He hugs me. He says he has not had a day off in the first 2 weeks of his employment in Jupiter, so he appreciates it if he can just relax tonight.

 

He then asks me if he can see me tomorrow. Of course I can’t. I was supposed to leave tomorrow for the Philippines. But the look on his face was hopeful. It was a face one could not say no to. I make a quick calculation in my head and tell him “Yes, I see you tomorrow.” But how? This was how: I pack the little belongings I had in the hotel. We take the elevator to reception to check out. While I wait I go to google maps in my phone and type “Thai airways”. I find an office near Silom Plaza where Arena was. We take the elevator to the lobby and ask the concierge for a taxi and show him where the Thai Airways office was in the map. We get into the taxi and 60 baht later we were there.

 

In the Thai Airways office I change my flight out of Bangkok from tomorrow to the next day. It cost me $50 to change it but it was one of many impulsive decisions I do in the moment whenever I am in Bangkok. I get my change ticket and head over were MonBoy was and confirm with him that yes, I will see him tomorrow. I take my wallet and count his standard long time money (3000), and 400 baht more for his off fee tonight. I made him promise me to give me photos all day today whenever he can. He hugs me in front of Thai airways staff.

 

We step outside and I tell him I was going to my friend’s condo now. He understands and looks for a mocy taxi to take to his room. He finds one and give me one last kiss before he speeds away. The Silom Soi 3 condo was just a 5-minute walk from where I was. Where I was due to meet BurBoy in 15 minutes. I was really cutting it close.

 

Next, the love of my life.

[aussie_]

Excellent as always Numazu. With your writing skills I was wondering if there is a movie screenplay in the pipeline or maybe a Gay Thailand video site showing each episode? I am sure that they would be very popular.

[faranglaw]

Isn't your bf back home the love of your life? Not really my business, but I am curious about the tease many posts ago about possible trouble in the home relationship. If it were me, I might have freaked out and got on the next plane back to California to do some marriage maintenance. But that's just me.

[numazu]

Isn't your bf back home the love of your life? Not really my business, but I am curious about the tease many posts ago about possible trouble in the home relationship. If it were me, I might have freaked out and got on the next plane back to California to do some marriage maintenance. But that's just me.

 

Hehe. Thanks faranglaw for the question. The relationship is not in trouble (anymore). The episode last Songkran gave us more clarity of what the expectations should be in the relationship. All I can say is that the relationship is as strong as ever. I am a believer that one can love, and be in love, with more than one person. Mark311088 always tells me that I am greedy. And that is true. I want to be in love all the time. I am lucky that I have a BF that allows me to do this. I guess he just loves me that much. And that's true love.

 

Having said that, I'd like to clarify that BurBoy is A love of my life. My BF is still THE love of my life. And I am not just saying this because he is reading this. It's true. 

 

Excellent as always Numazu. With your writing skills I was wondering if there is a movie screenplay in the pipeline or maybe a Gay Thailand video site showing each episode? I am sure that they would be very popular.

 

I always laugh when I get this kind of reply or through a PM. I thought about writing a book about Bangkok, not about boys per se, but I actually like my job at the moment so have no time to make that reality. That probably takes so much more effort that just me recounting my holiday. Screenplay though, that would be interesting. 

 

Interesting. but way too long....don't need every small detail....you seem to have much time on your hands..but good writing.

 

I agree! It is too long! But this is how my mind works. It's long or it's nothing at all. Hard to cut down on words if I am just doing this for free and without an editor.

 

I am also an admirer of your style. Great for improving my poor english.

 

What? No new installment? Ugh!

 

For a moment I was in Bangkok looking over your shoulder -- a fly on the wall.

 

I am a fan of your style of writing.

 

I don't agree. For me it's the detail that creates the interest. Numazu is superb at leaving us wanting more, using these tantalizing diversions and delays.

 

Thanks guys. The journey is as important as the destination. I think when I ramble on about the many meanderings of my holiday, just to get the perfect boy, It makes the payoff so much more sweet. It does seem like you guys are following me all through Silom. Glad some of you are still following me.

 

When you spend 20 hours on a plane there's lots of time.

 

paulsf knows how much I travel, and he knows that it is so easy to finish this trip report without me actually stepping out of the airport or airplane. Between waiting in airport lounges and setting my laptop on tray tables, I was able to write all of this on travel. 

 

Wow.Nobody can write like Numazu exposing his inner thoughts and letting us into his mind, Even though many of us have not met you personally you make us feel we know you as a friend already simply reading the wonderful experiences you have  in thailand.Continue the good work please

 

And this is the unfair part. Whenever I meet a forum member in Bangkok, they know everything about me, and I do not know anything about them. When they meet BurBoy they already treat him like a friend, and know how awesome he is. Though this does save me time in introducing myself.

 

I'll keep replying to you guys as I have time, whether here or in your PMs. Apologies if I haven't replied to you yet.

[vinapu]

 

I agree! It is too long! But this is how my mind works. It's long or it's nothing at all. Hard to cut down on words.....

don't worry, if somebody is short of time  can always read every second paragraph or something......

 

It was said many times before but I will repeat again, posting trip reports takes a lot of effort and time so interested readers should appreciate and disinterested can skip it altogether.  

 

If narrative is too long sometimes plot may be lost somewhere but as long as reading is interesting and saturated with practical information we can only be grateful so keep writing way you like. 

[GWMinUS]

"I always laugh when I get this kind of reply or through a PM. I thought about writing a book about Bangkok, not about boys per se, but I actually like my job at the moment so have no time to make that reality. That probably takes so much more effort that just me recounting my holiday. Screenplay though, that would be interesting."

 

OK youse gyes...

Let's have suggestion as to who will play "numazu"

OH have to put that is the Photo Forum, with pics of course...

[GWMinUS]

OK Here is where to Post...

 

http://www.gaythailand.com/forums/topic/11142-some-one-to-play-numazu/

[numazu]

Day 2.3: Angel of the Morning

 

Meeting BurBoy was probably both the best and the worst thing that has happened to me in my Bangkok life. He’s been the best because he embodies what Bangkok has been for me: beautiful, exotic, and fun to spend time with.  But he is the worst because he is the antithesis of what a Bangkok butterfly strives for: having the freedom to fuck as many nubile bodies as one physically can. The last thing I need is to have a Bangkok boyfriend who keeps me in check and forbids me to see any other boy.  So I am constantly torn between wanting to be with him and wanting to be a butterfly.  He is essentially my mistress, and now I constantly want to cheat on my mistress as well . But I am blessed with a life not full of any of this ridiculous complexity back home, so I’d gladly take this on a few times in a year. This is the very definition of a first world problem.

 

So here again I find myself torn between the need to butterfly and the need to be with THE ONE, or at least the one for Bangkok. I was just done changing my departure date from tomorrow, to the next day for another boy. I race from the corner of Silom Rd and Narathivasrajchanakarin Rd and head to Silom Soi 3 where the Klass Condo building was. I began to sweat, and the strong aircon from the Thai Airways office was a stark contrast to the hot and humid conditions outside. I get to Silom Soi 3 and go to the closest 7-11 to get waters and snacks for the condo.

 

BurBoy has started texting me an hour ago, telling me what he was doing and where he was and he was on his way to the condo. He usually meets me at Suvarnabhumi airport because he likes to see me as many hours as possible, and also helping out with the taxi language (Thai), carrying my roller bag (I don’t need help but he wants to), and even providing with me with internet for the usual 30-45 minutes ride to Silom, if I didn’t have enough money in my Thai SIM. I was able to convince him to just meet me in Silom this trip, because in reality his room was all the way out there, near Don Meaung airport, and it takes him forever to get to smampy.

 

I get to the room and assess my preparation for BurBoy’s arrival. I put all my dirty clothes from my backpack to my roller bag and put my laptop back in my backpack. The rest of the room was untouched: sheets were still clean; towels unsoiled and folded, toiletries unused. I go to the bathroom and take off my shirt and check for any hickeys and love marks that the Korean and MonBoy may have left. I think I was safe. I put my shirt back on and sit on the comfy couch and take a breath. Yes, this was all ridiculous, and I would never do this in my “real” life, but this is what Bangkok does to some people.

 

I get a LINE from BurBoy telling me that he was stepping off the Chong Nonsi BTS and headed over to the condo. I suddenly get jitters in the pit of my stomach. After knowing him almost two years, he still excites me. Probably because I don’t see him often enough. Or because I feel guilty getting two boys last night. The truth is: it really is because I love him. My main reason for flying here is for him, even if it seems I wanted to be a butterfly as well.

 

He calls me on the phone to tell me he is down at the lobby. I come fetch him and I already see him waiting at the glass doors, with a big smile on his face. That killer smile. I open the door and he rushes to kiss and hug me. He was sweaty, and warm to the touch. He was happy to see me. We get up to the elevator and to the room. He immediately takes off his shirt and hangs the shirt to dry off. He has been working out for sure. More defined chest and abs. He still looks younger than his now 24 years old, and his boyish register asks me how was my flight.

 

“Good na!” I tell him. I explain how much shorter the flight was from Manila to here than it was from my home. I ask him how his birthday was last week. He whips out his phone to show me all the photos he took of his celebration exactly a week ago. It was done in his restaurant, after closing time, and in attendance was most of his coworkers and friends. Lots of alcohol, some food, and lots of fun. I apologized for not being able to make it. “No good boyfriend na” he jokes before laughing, and then kissing me.

 

On his birthday last week I sent over a bouquet of flowers, chocolate and a stuffed bear to him. I used the website gogoflorist.com and picked the 6 Roses Gift Pack (Best Seller) that was for $94.99.  It was a small price to pay for not being there on his birthday. I researched the website and I’ve seen good reviews for it. I took a chance and ordered it the day before BurBoy’s birthday. The website asked me for BurBoy’s name, phone number and address. I put in the address of his restaurant, and types in the website to deliver it after 4 PM so he is at work.

 

I didn’t realize till after that I ordered that I put in the order the day before his birthday U.S. time, but in actuality it was ordered at 1 AM Bangkok time the day of his birthday. It didn’t matter. At 9 AM Bangkok time I received an email confirming that they received the order and will be delivering it soon, and will keep me informed of the delivery. I then get an email at 1:30 PM Bangkok time to tell me they have successfully delivered the package, and 5 minutes later they emailed me a photo of BurBoy, carrying the bouquet of flowers, chocolates and toys, in his muscular arms. They actually delivered it at his gym, where BurBoy was at 12 noon Bangkok time. These guys are real pros. Worth every penny I spent.

 

And what made it even worth were the LINE messages I got from BurBoy. He sent me a ton of thank yous, and then a ton of photos. And then a video message thanking me for the present. So all of these emails and text messages and photos were waiting for me when I woke up in the USA some few hours after all this happened. I was so glad it all worked out. Some photos sent:

 

 

So now, being here with BurBoy, was my chance to celebrate his (belated) birthday with him. I ask him what he wanted to do. He immediately tells me: “Up to you.” That answer is of course unacceptable. I wanted him to enjoy his one-day birthday celebration with me. I was willing to open up my wallet to get him anything he wanted. I was ready to go to the cinema to see his favorite mindless American action movie with him. I was ready to buy him a nice birthday dinner.

 

I ask him again: “What you want do now for your birthday?” He tells me: “I want sleep with you now.” I laugh. OK fine, we shall sleep? Maybe have sex? We go to the bedroom. I pull down the shades, turn on the aircon, and makes sure the surroundings were conducive for sex and sleep. BurBoy goes to me and peels off my shirt and my shorts off my body. BurBoy takes off his shorts as well. We get under the covers. He wraps his body around me, and gives ma a kiss and says “Sleep na!”

 

Wow, he wasn’t kidding, he literally wanted to sleep with me. I reach for my phone to set the alarm to two hours later. I didn’t want to oversleep. I did not get much sleep last night, because I was busy admiring MonBoy, so I was thankful that BurBoy wanted to rest, but I wanted to be awake for most of the day for Burboy, because my time with him was short. It is always short, but it was even shorter this trip. I put in my earplugs, and we were both out for two hours.

 

Alarm clock wakes both of us up. We both slept for the full two hours solid. I felt refreshed. I feel a sticky interface of sweat that has formed where my and BurBoy’s skin were in contact the whole time. I look at BurBoy and he is rubbing his eyes. “Good morning!” he says, just like MonBoy said only hours before. His well-muscled arm reached over to look at my phone for the time. It was 1:30 PM, so there was plenty of time to do stuff around Bangkok.

 

He had other ideas though. He starts by kissing me. No regard for sleep breath of anything. I reach down to his groin to feel his already hard cock. He feels for mine as well. He stops kissing me to head down to my cock to suck it. I did miss this, especially coming from him. He loves the deep throat. He gets my dick really wet. His spit flow to my balls. He takes the wetness and distributes it down there. He takes a finger to my ass and plays with it.

 

I told him before that part of his birthday celebration with me is that I will bottom for him. I guess he is angling to have it now. He plays with my ass some more before asking me “Can?” I tell him he could. So he goes to the living room and gets my toiletry bag to get the condoms and lube. He knows where everything of mine is by now. He emerges and unwraps the condom and puts it on his raging hard-on. It was hot seeing him in this role for a change. He had a respectable sized cock, not monster size like MonBoy, thank goodness. He lubes himself really well, and applies some lube in me by putting a well-greased finger in.

 

He lies down on the bed and sticks his cock up for me to sit on. He knows I do not bottom much, so this is a good way for me to control how much I could take in, and in the speed in which I could take it without having too much pain. So unfamiliarly I hop on him and start sliding down his pole. It was painful as fuck, but I took my time and millimeter-by-millimeter took his cock in. BurBoy was able to help me by stroking my cock and pinching a nipple to create sensation elsewhere.

 

Eventually I was able to take it all in, and then lifted myself up and down slowly at first to get used to it, then faster as I got comfortable. I was sweating like crazy. After a while he thrusted his hips into and out of me. After a while I pull him up to me so that I can take him laying down. I lay on my side and he was able to keep his cock in me. He started thrusting in and out of me and got into a groove. I wasn’t exactly enjoying It but it was not painful anymore. I can see him and his defined torso moving to the groove, his muscles tensing with every thrust, his handsome face displaying a sense of calm determination, and his hair flopping back and forth. It was hot, it was sexy, I wished I could film this beauty at work during this act.

 

Pretty soon he shot inside me and filled the condom. He pulled out very gently and slowly. He takes off the condom and shows me his handiwork. “Many na!” he says proudly. He dispatches of the condom and comes back to pull me up and take me to the shower. And as he has done many times before, he soaps me up, and cleans my sore rear as well. While he does it he is smiling, pretty content with what he was able to have me do for him. Happy birthday to you, BurBoy. I’m glad I could give you what you wanted most in the world.

 

Next, more Birthday Celeb stuff.

[spoon]

Of all your sex encounters, this one gets me so hard. I guess the combination of love, intimacy coupled with hot body beats your butterfly encounters.

[jason1975]

Of all your sex encounters, this one gets me so hard. I guess the combination of love, intimacy coupled with hot body beats your butterfly encounters.

Totally agree! This is the best chapter that Numazu has written!

[Boy69]

I wonder why Namzu insists only taking boys from the bars and doesn't try his luck through the apps like Romeo, Grindr or other Thai dating ones.

[Guest samebb]

I wonder why Namzu insists only taking boys from the bars and doesn't try his luck through the apps like Romeo, Grindr or other Thai dating ones.

 

Because apps can be hit and miss. If you are only in Bangkok for 1 or 2 nights, bars are a sure thing. I don't want to speak for Numazu, however many people like the atmosphere, ambience and experience of going to the bars. Having a drink, chatting to boys & other friends. Making an evening of it so to speak. 

 

I for one am glad Numazu doesn't sit in his room using only the apps. I have way to much fun spending time with him in Silom! Getting to experience much of these stories first hand.

 

I live in Bangkok currently and I do use the apps. Blued is the best!